In the oppressive and terrifying space, many cultivators retreated. They felt that this battle might break out.
In a battle of this level, even the area within a thousand miles was not safe at all, let alone the surrounding area. If they released their power unscrupulously, no one knew how far it would spread.
However, most of the top cultivators would restrain themselves a little when they were fighting.
As they retreated, their eyes were still fixed on the battlefield. Obviously, they were very concerned about this storm.
This was a battle between the Dark World and the Ziwei Segmentum. Now, Ziwei Imperial Palace had grown into the first echelon below the Great Emperor level forces. It had surpassed the Ancient God Clan and could even be called the number one force below the Great Emperor level.
This had been proven years ago in the ancient Celestial Court. They had fought against the cultivators of the Heaven Realm at that time.
After that battle, the world had understood that the power represented by Ziwei Imperial Palace was already at the peak of the Great Emperor level forces.
Even if the Dark Court wanted to take them down, it would not be easy.
Moreover, Ye Futian and the others had an heir of the Devil Emperor standing behind them. Yu Sheng had received the inheritance of the Devil Lord and had a brief confrontation with Ji Wudao in the ancient Celestial Court a few years ago. His strength was terrifying.
Under such circumstances, the Dark Court might not be able to gain the upper hand unless Yu Sheng did not participate. If he did not use the Devil Lord's will to enter the battlefield, Ziwei Imperial Palace might not be able to stop Si Jun. This Great Shaman of the Dark Court was also the first person under the Sovereign of Darkness. He was the leader of the Three Lords. No one knew how strong he was now, but there was no doubt that he was at the top of the Great Emperor level.
"Kill without mercy!" When Si Jun heard Ye Futian's words, he slowly turned his eyes and glanced at him. His blood-red eyes were filled with contempt, and then he looked at Taishang Sword Lord.
"Taishang Sword Lord, you are a cultivator from the Divine Prefecture. This has nothing to do with you. You have cultivated for so many years. Why get involved? I will give you a chance to leave," Si Jun said calmly. His tone was cold, and it made people feel very uncomfortable.
Although Taishang Sword Lord had become famous in the Divine Prefecture many years ago and was a powerful cultivator on the Demigod List, he did not have much of a chance against the Great Shaman of the Dark Court.
"Then this old man really has to thank you." The Taishang Sword Lord raised his head and glanced at Si Jun. What kind of status did he have? Even though he was not the successor of an Emperor-level force, he was still a Demigod who had made a name for himself many years ago. In terms of seniority, he was above Si Jun. Yet, Si Jun. Yet, Si Jun. Si Jun.
He was old, but his sword had not dulled.
Si Jun naturally understood when he heard Ye Futian's words. He didn't waste any more words. His body slowly floated in the air as his black robes fluttered in the wind. He stretched out both his hands and instantly, the darkness in the sky went berserk. It was as if doomsday had arrived, terrifying to the extreme.
What was even more frightening was that in the dark storm, there were countless beams of blood-red light of catastrophe descending, appearing from time to time in different directions as if they were born from this storm. Just being shrouded by this aura, many cultivators had already felt their spiritual souls trembling.
"Run!" They no longer had any intention of watching the battle. They fled quickly. Other people might have cared about the cultivators around them when they fought, but this was Si Jun of the Dark Court. Who was he?
"Boom, boom, boom …" A series of terrifying sounds rang out. In this vast region, many blood-red stone pillars suddenly descended, landing on the ground, sealing this region.
At the same time, a blood-red altar appeared in the sky. The entire area had turned into a place of blood sacrifice, shrouded in darkness.
Si Jun stood on the altar like a god high above. He looked down at Ye Futian's figure below with a look of contempt. He said loudly, "The body of an ant is but a pawn of the various forces. Yet, you try to defy the heavens and change your fate. You have forgotten who you are."
This voice resounded through the sky and the earth, vibrating in everyone's ears. It was extremely overbearing.
Many cultivators were shocked. In the eyes of Si Jun, Ye Futian was just an ant?
But a pawn?
Ye Futian also raised his head to look at him. Si Jun's strength had reached the peak of Demigod. He was at the same level as the First Demon Lord, Yan Guiyi, Dugu Wuxie, and the others. He could be said to be a group of people at the peak below the Imperial Realm. With the appearance of this blood-red altar, this area seemed to be dominated by him.
Was he an ant?
Of course not.
Was he a pawn?
In a sense, it could be said that the Dark World, the Devil World, and the Empty Divine Realm all vaguely regarded him as a pawn to keep the Divine Prefecture in check. They did not even mind him growing up and threatening Donghuang the Great. Back when the Original Realm was in chaos, they did not attack Ziwei Imperial Palace.
If these Emperor-level forces had wanted to destroy Ziwei Imperial Palace at that time, Ziwei Imperial Palace would not have been able to withstand it. It might have really been destroyed.
Therefore, it was not a problem for the other to say that he was a pawn.
However, even if he was a pawn, who was the one who placed the pawn?
Was it the Dark Court or the Empty Divine Realm?
The real person who placed the pawn was probably even more complicated.
"If I want to take your life, I can do so at any time," Si Jun continued. Even now, when Ye Futian's strength had reached an extraordinary level, he still said so.
As soon as he said this, blood-red lightning descended from the Dark Domain. It was like the light of catastrophe, but also like the power of judgment from the heavens, annihilating everything in the world.
"Buzz!" The divine sword in Taishang Sword Lord's hand exploded with an extremely strong Sword Will. Suddenly, the Sword Domain enveloped the cultivators of Ziwei Imperial Palace around him. If this power were to strike, ordinary cultivators would not be able to withstand it and would die under the blood-red lightning.
"Is that so?" Ye Futian looked up at Si Jun and said, "Then I want to see how you will take my life today."
Just when everyone thought that Ye Futian would fight Si Jun, they saw Ye Futian's gaze turn and look at the woman in white behind him. This caused many people to reveal a strange expression.
"How about you try what you have learned these days?" Ye Futian said to Ling Long. With Si Jun, the top existence of the Dark Court, as an opponent, it would definitely be a good training for Ling Long.
After all, even in Ye Imperial Palace, Ling Long had no opponents. Now, finding an opponent for her seemed to be a good thing.
"Alright."
Ling Long nodded. Then, she stepped forward and walked in the direction of Si Jun. This caused a strange expression to appear on the faces of all the cultivators.
Not only did Ye Futian not fight, but he actually sent a woman to fight?
This woman in white had an extraordinary temperament, and her appearance was also extremely outstanding. No one knew her and had never seen her before. However, even if she was extraordinary, asking her to fight Si Jun? Wasn't that asking for death?
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